So Zao Wushuang saw an Indian with a thick white turban wrapped around his head and sitting cross-legged on a round cushion. It was the Indian snake controller who had followed the British Expeditionary Force to China, Arut Shahrukh.

"Hehe, it turned out to be Ah San. This strange country and nation are really dressed up very funny. Zhao Wushuang looked at the snake controller with disdain and sneer in his heart.

After all, in the world of his previous life, Ah San's entire country was basically the laughing stock of domestic netizens. Its funny and weak chicken degree, all kinds of strange rumors and performances, and so on. Unexpectedly, the first strange man I saw after crossing through rebirth was actually an Indian Ah San. And this Indian Ah San also made him deflated. It's really an uncle who can bear it, but an aunt who can't bear it!

"Huh? Strange ......" a strange Chinese tone came out of the mouth of the snake controller named Arut Shahruq. He actually knows some Chinese, but he still has a thick Indian accent that makes people want to laugh.

But Zhao Wushuang obviously couldn't laugh at this time. Because even if he thinks that this Ah San looks funny and stupid, it gives him a strong sense of crisis, which can be said to be creepy. It actually made him feel the same as when he encountered the white python in the deep pool behind the Dragon King Temple.

But even so, it's just one word, dry !!

Therefore, after shattering this simple wooden house with evil qi and blood, Zhao Wushuang did not stop attacking. Instead, his muscles contracted again, driving his meter-long body to fly out like a cannonball. He thought to himself, what if this stupid Bi Ah San is more powerful? The flesh is always as fragile as a human being, as long as you can hit it with your huge and hard body, won't it turn into a rotten meat pocket?

But the three snake control man did not look anxious, but showed a look of surprise and excitement on his face, as if the hunter had seen his favorite prey. There was a glint in his eyes. This made Zhao Wushuang very uncomfortable, and he wanted to put this guy to death immediately.

The huge black snake body flew away, carrying a tiger and a tiger; The monstrous blood basin opened its mouth, and it was extremely powerful. It's like the snake in Chinese myths and legends!

But Arut Shahrukh's speed was beyond Zao's expectations. Seeing that he was about to knock this guy away, he still sat cross-legged and didn't mean to get up at all. But the futon mat under him seemed to have long legs, and it actually took him to move five or six feet sideways with lightning speed, just avoiding Zhao Wushuang's violent impact.

Zhao Wushuang crossed the cabin, which had been destroyed by himself, and slammed into a huge wooden stake next to him. Suddenly, sawdust flew sideways, flying sand and rocks. One hit missed, Zhao Wushuang still had a back hand, and he didn't have to look back, the thick and powerful snake tail directly swept back and forth with indiscriminate attacks.

However, the next scene was beyond Zhao Wushuang's imagination.

Because the cushion under the Indian snake control man actually flew up out of thin air, and directly levitated into the air to dodge Zhao Wushuang's snake tail sweeping attack!!

At this moment, Zhao Wushuang, who had just turned around and saw this scene, felt as if there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping by. He was about to roar: "This Indian Ah San can actually fly!" Scolding the next door, is that thing a strange thing like a flying carpet? ”

Although his heart was shocked, this did not affect Zhao Wushuang's attack. The moment he turned around, he opened his bloody mouth and the muscles of his mouth compressed. He squeezed the venom from the sac and spewed it out, shooting it at the snake controller Arut Shah Rukh as he had just done with the two soldiers standing guard.

The Poison Bolt of God Slayer is here again!

The snake controller quickly maneuvered the flying mat to dodge in the air - but it seemed that the movement in the air was noticeably not as fast as on the ground. Because he hadn't been able to completely dodge the venom that Zao Wou-shuang had squirted. The Divine Exterminator Poison Bolt grazed diagonally across the edge of the cushion that held him up, and instantly melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This Indian Ah San also made a decision immediately, and the wooden flute in his hand stretched out and pulled, and the area contaminated with Zhao Wushuang's violent snake venom was actually cut off directly! This flute was actually played by him as sharp as a sword.

However, after a corner of the suspended mat was cut off, it finally could no longer carry him to fly in levitation, and slowly fell to the ground. At this time, Zhao Wushuang had already snawled his huge body and flew quickly, and the bloody mouth was filled with fishy breath, intending to bite off the head of this damn Indian snake control man in one bite.

Facing Zhao Wushuang's bloody bite down, this snake controller was not afraid. The wooden flute in his hand leaned forward with a brush, and before Zhao Wushuang bit his head, he actually used the flute to hit a certain position between Zhao Wushuang's eyes.

This blow, although the force was not great, Zhao Wushuang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, and even his eyes went black, and even the other five senses disappeared for a moment.

"It must be the secret method of this Indian Ahsan! It's really a dog, this guy is so powerful? I've used both of my skills, and I haven't taken him down yet! Zhao Wushuang felt a little bottomless in his heart, but his ferocity was not reduced, and as soon as he recovered his five senses, he once again tried his best to spray the Divine Poison Arrow and emit a bloody light.

At this moment, he heard the Indian snake controller say in a strange Chinese tone: "I am so lucky to come to China this time." Such a strange snake is rare in a hundred years. You can be my permanent snake slave. With that, he blew the flute he had been holding in his hand for the first time.

Immediately, a melodious music with an exotic atmosphere came out of the flute. But listening to these music, in the ears of Zhao Wushuang, who had just recovered his five senses, it was like being struck by lightning!

Because the strange sandalwood that made his body soft just now suddenly became more than ten times more serious all of a sudden!!

And his head was groggy, as if he had been drunk, as if he had immediately laid down on the ground and had a good night's sleep. The muscles that were originally strong and powerful were also weak and powerless at this time, and the entire huge body was about to collapse to the ground.

It was as if a voice had been hovering in his head: "Sleep, sleep." My snake slave ......"

"No! You can't sleep through it! This dog said that there is a problem with his flute. The tune that is blown out has a targeted effect on the snake. Once I get hit, I'm completely finished. Zao Wou-shuang's mind was still very clear, and he knew that he must not be hypnotized and controlled by the tune played by this snake controller.